Stepmother from 1970: Uncle holds her in his arms and dotes on her day and night

The next day is the weekend.

After a nap.

When Qian Yiman came out of the bedroom with his youngest son in his arms, Yan Qinbei's child was already awake and playing games with his sister in the living room.

"Mom, hug." Seeing her coming out, the little guy stepped forward to hug her coquettishly.

Qian Yiman handed the little son in his arms to Yan Zhengting, bent down and picked up the big baby.

Later, she planned to bring something to visit Sister-in-law Fang next door, so she asked the little one in her arms, "Son, mommy is going to brother Xiaoyu's house to see her little sister. Are you going?"

Sister-in-law Fang was discharged from the hospital yesterday, so she had to go and see her today no matter what.

"Little sister, I need to go..."

Children are always full of curiosity about their younger brothers and sisters. Child Yan Qinbei said he wanted to go without even thinking about it, and he could also play with brother Xiao Yu.

There is no reason not to go.

"Okay, let's go together." Qian Yiman hugged his son and sat on the sofa, rolled up his slightly long sleeves, turned around and asked, "Jingqiu, do you want to go too?"

This child stays at school every day when he is studying, and stays at home every day when he comes back from vacation.

Unless Lin Xiaoyun came to see her, she rarely went out to play. Qian Yiman felt bored for her when he saw her.

Yan Jingqiu is very self-aware that she never leaves the house.

Faced with Qian Yiman's invitation, she immediately agreed.

If she is bored at home every day, grandma will definitely talk about her non-stop. Rather than being kicked out by grandma to play later, it is better to follow her and play next door now.

Qian Yiman put down the child, went to the cabinet to get the brown sugar and malted milk that he had prepared, and was ready to go out.

These are considered good things in this era. I heard that brown sugar can replenish blood and is suitable for postpartum mothers.

He walked up to Yan Zhengting and gently pinched his youngest son's chubby face, "Comrade Yan Zhengting, the three of us have to go to the next door. I'll leave little Yan Qinnan to you..."

"Dad, my brother is for you!" Yan Qinbei, a child, never forgets to have a sense of presence and follows his mother's example, looking like a little adult.

When everyone saw this, they were all amused by the little guy.

At this time, Yan's mother came out of her bedroom to take a nap.

Seeing what Qian Yiman was holding, he stepped forward and asked her, "Manman, are you going to the next door?"

"Yes, Mom."

"Then wait a minute. I stewed the old duck soup in the pot before going to bed. You can bring a bowl over by the way. I will go and fill it up now..."

The time we stayed here was not short. Yan's mother often went to nearby villages to buy vegetables with the women in the courtyard.

While Yan Zhengting was recuperating at home, she often went to the village or market to buy chickens, ducks and geese, and made soup to replenish his health.

Yan's mother came out of the kitchen, holding not just a bowl, but a noodle basin, filled with soup and meat.

"Manman, let Jingqiu carry what you are holding. You can carry this bowl of duck soup, be careful not to burn yourself..."

Hearing the word perm, Yan Zhengting turned his attention here and stopped him: "Mom, help me hold the baby for a while, and I'll just carry it over."

As soon as he finished speaking, Qian Yiman reached out and took it over and replied: "No, no, it's been a long time, it's not hot anymore..."

Although there is still some heat, it is not really hot.

"Let me take a look." Yan Zhengting was still a little worried, so he came over with his youngest son in his arms and freed one hand to feel the temperature.

After confirming that it was not hot as she said, he approved Qian Yiman to take over the task, "Well, it's okay, you go ahead."

"Okay! Jingqiu, Xiaobei, let's go..."

After saying that, Qian Yiman took the two siblings out in a high-spirited manner.

At this point, Comrade Lao Fang has already gone to work.

"Aunt Qian, Sister Jingqiu."

The child who opened the door was Fang Xinyu. After he saw Qian Yiman, he was so polite that he called people and asked them to come in.

In the bedroom, Sister-in-law Fang had long heard the noise outside.

She picked up the child, put on her slippers and came to the living room.

"Yiman, why are you here?"

"Sister-in-law, let me see you and the child. This is the old duck soup my mother asked me to bring. I will put it in the kitchen for you first." Qian Yiman said as he went to the kitchen.

After coming out, she saw two siblings, Yan Jingqiu and Yan Qinbei, gathered together to look at the little sister in Sister-in-law Fang's arms.

"Mom, it's the little sister." Yan Qinbei, a child, saw his mother coming out and pointed at the little girl of the Fang family and said.

"Yes, the little sister is very cute, isn't she..." Qian Yiman stepped forward and touched his son's hair.

Then, he continued: "Sister-in-law, I have put the duck soup on the stove for you. Just put it on the stove to heat it up when you eat."

Sister-in-law Fang did not shirk the old man's kindness, "Okay, tell Auntie thank you for me."

"You're welcome, what's the relationship between our two families? Do you think..." While speaking, Qian Yiman took the thing from Yan Jingqiu's hand again, "Also, these brown sugar and malted milk are also for you. Brown sugar is good for women. good……"

"Then I have no choice but to accept it shamelessly..."

"Take it, take it, you send things to our house every three days, I'm shameless and accept it..."

"As long as you can talk..." Sister-in-law Fang smiled and asked her to sit next to her, "Come on, come on, let me show you my little girl."

Sister-in-law Fang and her husband have everything going for them now that they have a daughter, and they can't help but share their joy with everyone.

"Come on, let me see if your Fang family's daughter looks like her father or mother."

After all, he had given birth to two sons. Qian Yiman held the child in his arms skillfully and carefully looked at the child's facial features.